needles, nails

[dangergirl]

here's a little something i wrote once on this subject.......

Truth or Dare


"Well i guess it's going to have to be a dare, then!" i laugh, wondering a little nervously at what they'll want me to do….

How did i get here? When the phone rang that afternoon, i didn't know what i was in for…. "Hello?", i said. "Start getting ready, girl, you're coming to a party tonight" came the voice of my friend, Tina. Oh god, i thought, she's trying to set me up again…..ever since i turned 35, all my married friends were trying to set me up, afraid i'd become an old cat lady. "Those guys from the beachhouse will be there", she purred, and i grinned a little…. for a married woman, Tina has an amazing number of sexy unattached male friends, and i sometimes wonder just what she and her husband get up to….

"All right, all right", i say, laughing…. "i'll come over around 9" Just as well, really, because otherwise i'd have just sat home reading again… so after a little impromptu house straightening and a shower, i slipped into my favorite little black party dress and found myself ringing their front bell.

The party itself is kind of a glaze, now…. there were married couples, singles, lots of good looking men (thanks, Tina!) and probably too much wine for my own good….i danced and danced and the men seemed to pass me among themselves, switching smoothly from one partner to another until i could hardly tell who i was with……tho i did notice that as the night wore on, they got a lot touchier…..hands first resting on my hips, then curving down around my bottom…..squeezing….that electric feeling of his fingertips tracing the skin of my back along the edge of the plunging line of he dress…. two of them kissed and bit at my neck, one of them moved his hands up my sides until his thumbs effortlessly slid beneath the top of my dress, just barely supported by spaghetti straps, to thump gently over my nipples, making me shiver…..i should have slapped him, i know, but i was feeling naughty instead and i only moaned, very quietly…..

…….and all of them brought me wine….

Somehow, it became after midnight, and then after one, and then after two…….i lost track of how much i'd drunk, but i do remember dancing with the man whose entire hands moved under my top to cup my braless breasts…..and crush them suddenly……the rough brutality of it might have frightened me at another time but there, then, i pushed myself hard against his hands and bit at his earlobe, lifting a leg to wrap it around him fiercely, and only then half realizing that hardly anyone else was dancing, they were mostly watching us….

"Cards, anyone?" chirruped Tina.

She and her husband and several other friends were at the table, laying out a deck. It was the first time in hours that i'd really looked around, and i noticed there were only seven or eight people left, all men except for Tina and myself…. but that didn't bother me because i knew there were her friends, and also, i was feeling *wild*……

At the table, i couldn't resist a little teasing…..holding my cards in front of me, tucking my arms too close together, making my cleavage swell above my neckline…..i'd catch a man looking and wink at him, and he'd smile, and…..keep on looking….! Their brazenness was a little startling but also kinda sexy, and i just went with it. Tina and her hubby Ron seemed amused by the whole thing and several times i jumped as hands touched my bare knees under the table, or fingers slid along my thighs….

and of course, strip poker was proposed……

i did ok, i think, tho i'm not really sure…..a few of the men lost their shirts, literally, which was pleasantly distracting, but then inevitably it came round to me…….

"umm…..i can't do that!", i gasped, laughing……feeling embarrassed and turned on, but all i had on under this dress was a barely-there thong and there was no way i was spending the rest of the evening almost naked! "Well, you lost, so you need to pay up somehow", said Tina. "How about Truth or Dare?" And one of the men piped in, "Or how about just Dare, hmmm?", grinning like the devil himself……but i was intrigued, i'll admit it…

The man continued, "You see, I bet Ron here that I could outdo him in a short game of darts. How about we dare you to hold up our dartboard for us?" i swallowed, suddenly nervous….. but, at the same time, also a little excited (so weird!, i thought…). i knew they didn't believe i'd do it and maybe that's why i straightened my back, pushed out my chest, and said in a brave voice, "Sure, i'll do it! you better not hit me tho!"

Next thing i knew, i was being given a thick, heavy round dartboard, big enough to cover a lot of my torso, and lined up against the wall, laughing all the while…

"Lower it a bit"
"A little more."
"Just a little more"
"There, now raise it back up a tiny bit."

i blushed, realizing what they were up to…..on their instructions, i lowered the dartboard bit by bit till it was held across my middle, just below my chest…..and then they had me raise it till my breasts were literally resting and spilling across the top of it. "You guys are BAD! it's like you just want to throw darts at my boobs", i laughed, feeling tingly all the same, and blushing a little as i realized just how obvious my stiffened nipples must be thru the thin material now that it was pulled taut across them by the squished-up dartboard's pressure…..

"Perfect! Now hold it right there…"

*THUMP*

It was like a shock, really….the board pushed back against me as the first dart embadded into it. i looked down at it curiously….it was very small, smaller than most darts i'd seen, with a thin long tip like a steel needle…..and as i watched, three more darts struck the board in quick succession. The whole thing was crazy exciting, i could feel my skin tingling all over from the sense of danger and from the alcohol…..i licked my lips quickly, feeling my already hard nipples stiffen further (god, they must be practically outlined thru my dress by now…!) and i looked up at the men. All of them were lined up with darts, Tina also, all focused on me…..some tiny part of my brain said "RUN!" and i said "no", and only pressed myself flatter against the wall.

More darts came in…..two struck very near my fingertips holding the edges of the board, i think on purpose, to frighten me, but i wasn't frightened…..god, it was SO exciting…..! i'd close my eyes and wonder, jumping at every thump, and then open them to watch the tiny missiles sail thru the air…..i realized suddenly that i was very wet, and wondered how that had happened…..finally, the man who had proposed the dart game stepped up and said, "Well, I have to say, first, that you look *very* hot standing there….and I particularly love those sexy slut nipples standing out like that!" I must have blushed red right down to my ankles….oh my gooood…..i felt like i should tighen my thighs together, feeling so on display and so…..i don't even know….aroused? humiliated? embarrassed? all of those, and more…..

"BUT", he said, "I think they want out…. and you really do owe us that dress, after all"

i suppose i could have left, then, or just said no, or maybe made a joke of it…..but all i did was smile, and lick my lips, and straighten my back, and push my chest a little forward, shivering and looking him in the eyes…..

The dart sailed. A *THUNK* came from just above my shoulder. The dart neatly pierced and snapped the right spaghetti strap of my dress, embedding itself into the wall, leaving a thin red mark as it grazed across the skin of my shoulder…..i didn't move. in fact, i think the whole room was frozen, watching, wondering what would happen…….another dart flew, and with the same soft CHNK it parted my other strap in the same way. My dress began to unfurl, the silk shimmering downwards, and i held the board away from my body and allowed it to ripple down over and off of me like a passing cloud, until it puddled at my feet.

i heard a chorus of indrawn breaths….i think one of them was mine…..as i pulled the board back tight against me, making sure to lift it up, raising my naked breasts and making them bulge over and across the top of it as they had before…."They didn't think i'd do it", i think, and i laugh, and can't help goading them….."What's the matter….? Can't you hit the bull's eyes?" i giggle, and wink, and think, "oh my god, i must be SO drunk, this isn't me at all and yet oh my god, i am SOO turned on…."

The same man laughs too, but a little dangerously, and he raises his dart, and i watch it transfixed as it leaves his fingers and flies through the air and neatly, very neatly, sinks deeply into the flesh of my right breast, just below my aureole. i lick my lips, trembling a little, the sting of it firing my nervous system even further……another dart flies, and my left breast quivers as it penetrates the upper slope.

i close my eyes then and shudder, pressing back on the wall, and feel another dart strike…..it sinks into my right breast again, hitting in the aureole but only brushing against the nipple…..oh god, the nipple…..they feel like they have electrical clamps attached to them, soooo hard they're throbbing…..i'm so wet i can feel my thong soaking thru and the knowledge that everyone can SEE that now, so obviously, only makes me crazier…..another dart hits my right breast, and then another…..i feel my soft flesh ripple with each impact and i'm practically writhing against the wall…..not a single dart has struck the board and i let it drop to the floor, darts snapping out of it to litter the ground at my feet. i bite my lip hard, so hard it hurts as much as the darts, and i raise my arms above my head, stretching them out against the wall as i arch my back, givng them my almost-nude body as a target…..

i feel darts stab into my ribcage…small needles strike my upper thighs, my belly, my arms……i'm almost out of my mind now and i see Tina step up…..Tina, my friend, she won't let anything happen to me….and i look into her eyes and there's only cruelty there and i know she wants to hurt me, she's always wanted to hurt me, she's loving this, seeing me naked and humiliated like this……and i hold her eyes and as she raises her throwing hand i bring my own hands down and push my hips out away from the wall…..spreading my legs wider, lewdly wide, till i'm braced against the wall by my shoulders and arched out, belly stretched taut, my hands gliding down over the wet sweat of my skin and touchig every dart and finally slipping seamlessly under the thin elastic of the thong and then i slide fingers inside and other fingers roll hard against my clit and i'm moaning openly as i finger myself as Tina's dart flies…. fast and hard….and sinks all the way to the feathers into the center of my offered navel…..

i'm only barely aware of the other darts as the orgasm hits…..i feel a dart penetrate directly into the tip of my right nipple, then my left, both of them standing out fat, the dart ends protruding like flags of surrender….i'm screaming, i think, bucking against the wall, barely on my feet, legs splayed wide…..my breasts bounce and dance as more darts embed into them, again and again…..i feel stabs of steel again in my navel, across my belly…..i feel long needles sink into my inner thighs, tracing around my moving fingers like patterns…… the orgasm rolls on and on and won't stop, and i'm crying and moaning and shuddering as what feels like a hundred darts pierce all my bared skin…..and then the blackness washes over me…….


Epilog

Sometime later, i'm awakened as strong arms lift me like i was a feather. my head rolls against the man's bare chest and it feels like every inch of my body is on fire…..all the darts are still inside of me and my entire front bristles with feathered shafts. Tina steps close to me and smile, running her hand lightly across the ends of the darts, making them tilt and move inside me, making me wince in pain…."That was quite a show you put on there", she laughs, and the man holding me says, "And it's only just starting. We've still got hours until morning."

"I want to see how many more of these we can drive into you while we're all fucking you."

And i shiver, and make a soft cry, and bite into my lip again in anticipation……

[wulf]

Very well done, and thank you for sharing. Loved it.

[dede99]

black slaves are not common

[boccaccio]

re Dangergirl's "Truth or Dare"

Very nice story!

[wulf]

black slaves are not common

Wow. This black girl really likes her pain. She is rather rare... and precious. Thanks for the pics.

[MasterKav]

black slaves are not common

There are not enough black slave women or victims of torture.

This one is a fine example however.

[dede99]

3 small for the WE

[letvor]

here's a little something i wrote once on this subject.......

Truth or Dare

This is some fine storytelling!

I love how the protagonist is gradually changing under the influence of sexual arousal and discovering her natural submissive, masochistic nature.

The relationship between the protagonist and Tina is the most arousing part of the story:
"Tina, my friend, she won't let anything happen to me….and i look into her eyes and there's only cruelty there and i know she wants to hurt me, she's always wanted to hurt me, she's loving this, seeing me naked and humiliated like this." and later that Tina's twist of darts: "making me wince in pain" just beautiful.

if you plan to continue to post stories, you should think about opening the topic for them so they will be all in one place.

PS: I hope you will add some more of your works.

[frankiefeet]

black slaves are not common

Wow. This black girl really likes her pain. She is rather rare... and precious. Thanks for the pics.

YESSSS! And my great desire is to see such a pain-liking black slavegirl being harshly whipped and/or caned on her bare soles till they get swollen and she gets screaming from pain. And, normally, with closeups on her soles... Wowwww!

[dangergirl]

here's a little something i wrote once on this subject.......

Truth or Dare

This is some fine storytelling!

I love how the protagonist is gradually changing under the influence of sexual arousal and discovering her natural submissive, masochistic nature.

The relationship between the protagonist and Tina is the most arousing part of the story:
"Tina, my friend, she won't let anything happen to me….and i look into her eyes and there's only cruelty there and i know she wants to hurt me, she's always wanted to hurt me, she's loving this, seeing me naked and humiliated like this." and later that Tina's twist of darts: "making me wince in pain" just beautiful.

if you plan to continue to post stories, you should think about opening the topic for them so they will be all in one place.

PS: I hope you will add some more of your works.

awww, thanks! that's really sweet of you to say. I wrote a ton of stories back on DFN and have them all saved here and there but i dunno if anyone would be interested, plus they're all over the place with crazy fantasies of mine from being bitten by snamkes to beaten with a wrench....